Breaking this ADDICTION is so hard to do.
Knowing it can mean me know good, yet it has taken...

I'm so sorry Baby,
I've crossed that line...

How can I be addicted so fast?
I've never had a "hit" of you...

What do I have to do to get you to touch me?
Not just finger me to get me wet...

I'm good enough to meet your Mother,
Good enough to meet your friend's and Pastor too...

When a woman stops crying over you.
Please believe that there is another man in line...

What Do I Do?
What do i do...

What Do I Do?
What do i do...

Just the thought of you makes me ill.
To know that you were with me and to you it was...

My heart is shattered into thousands of tiny...
The one who loved me has left me...

I feel that you are drifting away from me.
I can see you fading off in the distance...

So you say you need your space,
Your seeing too much of me...